"Die? Hehehehe... Interesting..." Darth Malthael rose to his feet again, his expression turning incomparably savage. "I am Death Incarnate! And you actually want me to die... Hehehehe, hahahahaha!"
"This is forbidden ground for the living. And no matter how close you come to death, you are still a living being! Hahahaha!" Marka Ragnos sneered. "Look at yourself now! Soon, you will become one of us! Hahahaha!"
"This... seems like a good idea." Darth Malthael suddenly revealed an eerie smile.
Then he sat cross-legged once more, assuming a meditative posture. He spread his hands, and nine pitch-black gemstones were clearly clasped in them—the nine ancient Sith Lords he had defeated in that dark world moments ago!
Of course, strictly speaking, he had not defeated them. He had used the powerful Death Force to imprison and seal them away.
This had nothing to do with the strength of his power. It was simply because the Death Force he cultivated allowed him to truly make contact with these Sith spirits.
From another perspective, the Death Force was a bridge connecting the real world and that idealistic Force world from before.
Then Darth Malthael took out a pile of components, among which were several white Kyber Crystals. White Kyber Crystals represented crystals in their natural state, untouched by any processing.
After placing the components before him, Darth Malthael closed his eyes and actually began meditating right there!
"Are you looking to die?" Marka Ragnos roared furiously from afar.
"Why do you keep cursing me to die? Don't you think that's ridiculous?" Darth Malthael mocked without opening his eyes. "I'm right here. Why don't you try killing me?"
"Diiieee!!!" Marka Ragnos unleashed a terrifying roar regardless. Countless Sith spirits appeared around them once again, circling about and waving intangible claws as they tried to seize